Thursday, December 6 - Shabbos, December 8 (Pre-Trip)
The trip to the end of the world began with a slightly annoying drive to Philly, but such is the bane of award availability.
Quick flight down to MIA on a 763 with lay-flat seats and a stunning sunset for entertainment:
Airplane lavs and me do not have a healthy relationship:
Landing in MIA:
Since I was in F for the next flight down to Argentina, I had access to AA's Flagship Dining. I had reached out to them before to find out about kosher food, but didn't get anywhere.
Figured I'd walk in and see what's up - and they we more than happy to seat me and offer some pre-packed meal options. I went with the salisbury steak, which was kinda tasty but nothing amazing.
Overall I was quite impressed with the restaurant, and the staff were extremely helpful and quite familiar with the kosher rules.
After "dinner" I went back into the main lounge where I met up with the first couple of people from our group and got to know each other. As we were leaving for the plane, Dan came running in like a hurricane and practically knocked twelve people over on his way to the shower.... somehow he made the flight in the end.
This was AA's 77W, so it had their flagship F seat. For someone of my size, the difference in cost between J and F is definitely worth it on a long overnight flight, so I splurged:
The seat is not terribly exciting, but it definitely had lots more room than J and I ended up getting a good night's sleep.
The crew, on the other hand, was simply obnoxious. I actually got shouted at twice for daring to step into the J cabin to speak to Dan. And whoever heard of an FA refusing to get an F passenger a cold glass of water because quote "you still have some left in the water bottle over there"
Anyway....
Position equator; heading exactly 180° - my first time in the southern hemisphere:
Landing in Buenos Aires after a good night's sleep, I saw that
@Moishebatchy landed safely on Air Europa:
Immigration was an absolute zoo:
It took us the better part of an hour, but finally:
Got a bunch of cabs for out couple hundred suitcases:
Our driver really, really didn't care about the speed limit:
Driving down the widest street in the world, 9 de Julio Avenue. It sounds a lot cooler than it is:
Park Hyatt Buenos Aires:
(Photo credit
@Dan)
I think my long-standing dislike for hotels is well-known here (give me a locally-flavored Airbnb any day of the week), but this hotel took that up a notch
. Way too fancy, while not adding anything of value to my stay (I'm sure
@Dan would disagree with this lol).
No thank you, sir, I'd way rather open that door myself than walk awkwardly through while you hold it for me wearing a big fake smile.
Just not my style I suppose.
Anyway, no time to dawdle - time to explore Buenos Aires!
First stop - gelato time!
Talk about being spoiled for choice:
(Photo credit
@Dan)
Tiny hole in the wall place, but this is definitely a unique way to wait for your order:
(Photo credit
@Dan)
Holy cannoli. Passion fruit gelato. I think I reordered that four times:
It's worth it to fly down to BA, eat a gallon of this stuff, and fly back home.
Next stop: Abasto Shopping Mall:
DSC_0742 by
Morris Hersko, on Flickr
Why? For this rare bird:
(Photo credit
@Dan)
The only kosher McDonald's on earth. Why get lunch at a normal restaurant - of which Buenos Aires has plenty - when you can have terrible food but a unique experience?
And the food did not disappoint - it tasted just as terrible as we expected it to. The Big Mac tasted like cardboard. The McNuggets tasted like cardboard. The McFries tasted like salty cardboard (we're making progress here). The McKetchup and McCoke tasted like they McWere supposed to. And the McTotal was cheap:
(Photo credit
@Dan)
After lunch we stopped at Kokosh Bakery for some Shabbos treats.
I've wanted to try baklava for a while but never got the chance, so when I saw they had some on display I grabbed a couple pieces. Maybe Argentinians just aren't very good at baking Turkish desserts, or maybe baklava just isn't that tasty, but I was very quickly cured of my baklava taavos.
Back to the hotel to prepare for Shabbos with a cold can of Antarctica:
Shabbos reading - seems like great minds think alike:
(Photo credit
@Dan)
Chabad of Ricoleta is just a short walk from the Hyatt:
(Photo credit
@Dan)
We walked over before Shabbos with enough time to say hello to the shaliach and light the Chanukkah candles, and then it was time for a wonderful davening and Shabbos seuda. The place was packed, with 14 people from our group, other guests, and community members. A great time was had by all.
Davening on Shabbos morning featured the loudest mi shebeirachs ever heard in the western hemisphere (
BOORECH ATEEEEEE!), and another lovely seuda.
Shabbos afternoon we took a nice long walk around town, and ended up next to the Recoleta Cemetery. This is supposedly a world-famous site, and we had heard rumors of moranos buried here by the Inquisition underneath the cross but with a magen david added years later. We figured we'll see if we can find them and say a kapittel tehillim at their kever.
We searched and searched - and even asked a few of the tour guides around - but no one know where these Jews were buried. In the end we found two Jewish kevarim - thankfully without any crosses on them - so we felt it wasn't in vain.
Overall the place is quite creepy. Most of the tombs are above ground with open sides or windows, and we saw enough human skeletons to last a lifetime. I'm not entirely convinced is was an appropriate Shabbos activity, but hopefully we accomplished something for some Jewish souls.
On Motzei Shabbos we went to Milk & Co. Started out kinda weird - never saw something like this on a restaurant table before:
Overall the food was kinda shvach, but then again I'm not a big fan of milchig restaurants. The desserts were fantastic though, especially the citric cheesecake:
After melava malka it was early to bed - tomorrow we were off to Ushuaia and the official trip was beginning -
all detailed in the rest of the trip report beginning here.